Anyone could do that!

witnessing in A mAnilA
gArBAge dump
It was in the early 1980s that Aries, a Filipino
coworker, and I were standing at the top edge
of the Manila garbage dump, in those days
known as “Smoky Mountain,” nearly ten stories
high. Below us lay a village which was home to
15,000 people who eked out an existence at the
dump.
It was early morning, around 5:45, and the
sun was just coming up. Aries and I had met at
the dump to pray. We were asking God to assist
us and the other team members in effectively
reaching these extremely poor people with the
Gospel of salvation in Christ.
As we prayed, an old man approached us.
He had begun his day’s work, scavenging at the
dump. He was gathering aluminum cans to sell,
but was too weak to carry many at the same
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